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Eyes, Not Eggs

from The Fred Astaire Of Words by Poirot

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cat-like walk, pillow talk
a recently retired angel
i'm still lying on a remote beach
thinking of delicious colours

you carve our names on that grey rock
your smile reflects a flash of danger
who the hell cares if i'm rich
i've got you while they've got dollars

but it's quite known around here
too complicated, still so mere
when a man is sad and begs
you must look for eyes, not eggs

is it so easy for you to blush
sometimes you can drive me crazy
how d'you say i didn't hear your plea
were you really there, girl?

who said that we ought to rush
watch your speed now don't turn hazy
oh but every time i wish we got free
you just whisper "let me swirl"

purple oceans fill your mind
oh i've been so unkind

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from The Fred Astaire Of Words, released November 10, 2015

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Poirot Athens, Greece

I'm George Dimopoulos. I'm based in Athens, Greece. I play some instruments and sing the songs I write. My first band was Pillow. Then The Liarbirds followed. Today I'm Poirot. I also reformed Pillow and am one half of Stalone. Now go listen to my beautiful songs! ... more

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